Cindy
Though she was a sweet easy girl who ate like a bird
And though she was fun to be with absolutely any time
Cindy was neither problematic unless she wanted to be
nor entirely sincere without beer- not that she ever drank
any except when holding sharp spears in the sight of deer
She was in her little ways much like a sister but never a blister
Nor even a hipster although maybe a semi- trim snapper especially
when wearing hand me downs but if people ever really are what
they eat then Cindy was a carrot or perhaps a flame broiled cheese
burger
Other than her daughter, she was the smallest in her family
Nobody really knew the reason which might have been a lack
Of calcium although she was never seen eating a plum- whatever
The reason it was easy for some strangers to misjudge her - regardless
Of whatever else she was Cindy
Fantasizing past glories
yet slim, she slipped into
a ‘come-and-get-it’ leopard-skin
her own flesh even crawled in it
Attracting a buzzing --
testosterone-overdosed mid-lifers
a few 'good ole boys’--
she slipped back into her
fraying house robe
dousing her passional make-up
in a wooden bucket of cold water
deprogramming her six-inch spikes
~ Cindy’s suitors formed a search party
I wish to forget myself
via mutual fascination ~
anything less, leaves me empty
Seeing her again was much of a surprise,
Cindy dropped by to say a sweet hello;
she flashed such an incredible smile:
I didn't ask Cindy if she loved Mario.
We had coffee and went back
to a time when we dreamed
on a meadow where a hemlock
grew among lilies we adored.
Missing one another was very clear
and a little painful to admit with a warm touch;
we certainly wanted to be together,
not to spoil a romance that bloomed last March.
I didn't ask Cindy if she still loved Mario,
my plan was to have her back forever;
the word untrue couldn't weaken my libido:
I cheated as well, our wild past didn't matter.
Cyndy, I'll wipe the sadness off your teary cheeks;
Cindy, what guy won't forgive you if he did worse?
I wasn't the truest, no passion was in any verse;
I should have shown sweetness, not a sea of tears.
I didn't ask Cindy if she still loved Mario,
was I not aware that she had the right to choose?
A wound may never heal, it's not a bruise;
can a Libra ever pair up with a seductive Scorpio?
Lots of mindless prattle and giggles from Cindy’s room
She was sweet-talking our next-door-neighbor Biff on Zoom
Some future Saturday they may become bride and groom
At ten, they are happy to laugh about silly things on Zoom
Little Cindy Lou Who
Won’t let the Grinch be blue
optimist for sure
her heart is utterly pure
She expects the best
At Whoville Christmas Fest
Grinch comes around
Happiness is found
Little Cindy Cleary
thought day dreary.
But, went outside and played.
Then she had so much fun
Just covered in wet mud.
Mother's, Sincerely Dismayed.
Little Cindy Lou Who
Won’t let the Grinch be blue
optimist for sure
her heart is utterly pure
She expects the best
At Whoville Christmas Fest
Grinch comes around
Happiness is found
Peroxide blonde and covered in petals,
Bleach kills flowers - She’s less softener than metal
A body rooted in pride, trying to run, Jackal and hide.
There’s some double entendres, catch them if you can,
There’s something about her, try to find it, you’ll both be damned.
To Cinderella she’s her own step sister,
Crying out for love, afraid of those who’d listen.
Just someone out there longing for a cause in existence,
Just someone out there, longing for a reason to stay persistent
Cindy Willaims
Disliked civilians
The public adored Shirley
Though she treated her fans severely.
***Our hotel operator (my age at the time) was her biggest fan until...
Date: 08/26/2019
Cindy my infamous old cat,
Often brings me part of a rat.
Sometimes a bird leg she brings.
Really, what can I do with those things?
Now she brought part of a squirrel.
I guess somehow he had his last whirl.
I assume you know which part brought.
The bushy part I would not have sought.
From the appearance of that tail,
He probably had plenty of tales to tell.
The rear fur was fine as any silk,
Oily as the buttercream on milk.
Rufous belly as great color known,
That tail when twitched orange shades were shown.
He loved our Italian cuisine,
Also those type of green beans.
Sad to see him go in such a way.
I guess that Cindy was hungry that day.
Our garden is just outside of a large wooded area. Squirrels come from the woods and eat our garden. They seem to love green apples, olives, and green beans. The squirrel when well fed is a very lovely animal though.
Written: Tuesday, November 06, 2018
I hope this is what you are looking for in your contest.
There was a little cheeta whose name was Cindy,
who loved to sing,
However, she was tone deaf, her singing made
all the animals in the kingdom ears ring.
They would call her names and say" shut up
you're no good.
The lioness Queen of the jungle, told her
that she had a gift inside of her but she
must practice whenever she could.
She took the lioness' advice and practiced
all the time,
Then one day she opened up her mouth
and her voice was beautiful and sublime.
All of the ones that insulted and called her
names are now her biggest fans.
Moral- Stay true to your dream even when
other's doubt.
A delightful Children’s fable Contest Sponsored by
Carol Eastman.
07-10-16
First Place
Cindy was really a man
You could tell by the size of her hands
So one day in Bournemouth
She had them both sawn off
But now she can't shave her beard
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CAROL AND CINDY
Sometimes lions are spiders and spiders are lions
Carol is Cindy and Cindy Carol's ions
They both look at mirror
And in their worst terror
Find Carol's pretty face in Cindy's pions
© RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
14th October, 2014 21:22:00 (IST)
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